This last door is very special.

Harley had done the same as she had done with the first few doors, just flicking her wand and waiting for the doors to open automatically.

Surprisingly, the door didn't move, giving Harley no face.

Hallie frowned, thinking the door was locked. The doors in front of her were not locked, so Harley had already formed a habitual mindset and didn't use the lockpicking charm.

"Alajo Cave Open."

The archangel-level lock-picking spell covered the door, and only a "click" was heard, and the lock opened.

Immediately afterward, there was the sound of iron locks falling to the ground from behind the door, and it seemed that a large number of chains were covered behind the door.

But the door in front of me was still not opened.

Harley's eyebrows raised slightly, and the long black hair that hung down to her waist was instantly covered with flames, and the frost also instantly covered her body, forming a thick protection.

After finishing her preparations, Harley took a step forward, her right hand lightly pressed against the iron gate.

The door itself wasn't heavy, but it was as if something was blocking it behind it.

Harley pushed hard, but didn't push away.

The surprise in Harry's eyes was even stronger, she was also an archangel-level assassin, so it was impossible for her to be so weak in terms of strength.

"Looks like there's a lot going on behind this door."

Harley's eyes glowed green, and the point of contact between her palm and the door spread out with layers of green light.

The iron gate suddenly vanished, leaving nothing behind, as if it had reached the end of its life in an instant.

However, the contents of the room did not pour out, because a layer of green covered the entire door frame.

From the outside of the door, the room was pitch black, and it wasn't the kind of darkness that could float up in the Planet Hall, but a kind of depth, as if there was a void of darkness inside.

"What a hot feeling." After pausing at the door for a long time, Hallie sighed and shook her head.

As a witch who symbolizes calamity and despair, she doesn't like this room.

The word "love" itself does not match the witch.

But Harley walked forward, unhindered, through the new door she had made.

…………

After passing through the door, the scene in the room suddenly changed.

Hallie walked into a living room, the door behind her slowly closing.

Hallie looked at the living room in front of her in a daze, at the hanger at hand, at the sofa not far away, at the radio on the coffee table next to the sofa, and at the TV opposite.

There is also a painting hanging on the wall, which is a family portrait.

A handsome young man with black hair put his arms around his wife, a young woman with deep red hair and turquoise eyes, who closely resembled Harley's appearance.

The woman was still holding a baby in her arms, and the baby was still happily sucking her fingers.

Hallie stared at the family portrait, her arms hanging down, her defenses clinging to her side, not spreading outward.

The black gemstone ring on the necklace around her neck was shining faintly at some point, seemingly maintaining the existence of the room.

"Hallie." Suddenly an energetic voice came from the depths of the room, and the young man and woman in the portrait actually walked down the stairs.

"Welcome home."

Harley didn't reply, the pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose was now exerting extraordinary powers on her brain, mixed with negative effects.

The extraordinary objects created by the extraordinary properties of the Sequence 4 Manipulator have no effect on an Archangel with their abilities and negative effects, but they are sufficient for use as stimulus.

However, Harley ignored the reminder from the depths of her soul, and quietly looked at the two smiling figures across from her.

In the past, she had also fought with the extraordinary of the audience path or the strong person holding the extraordinary objects of the audience path, and she had also faced this kind of image that directly attacked the weakness of the soul.

But at that time, it was a life-and-death battle, and after she spent a long career, her memory of childhood was not so clear, so the impact was not so great.

And now, Harley has passed the sequence of the Witch of Agelessness. No matter what moment in her life, the memories are as clear in her eyes as if they were yesterday.

Looking at the image in front of her, Harley inexplicably remembered that night, her father did not take a wand, but still resolutely blocked the living room.

And his mother covered her body in a stroller and used her life to perform the last magic of her life, so that Voldemort could not harm herself.

When Hallie chats with Hedwig, she always refers to herself as a seventeen-year-old beautiful girl.

But she knew in her heart that no amount of words could hide the fact that she had lived for hundreds of years, and that the years had not left any traces on her body, but the years spent by her soul were real.

She thought that after hundreds of years of journey, she had played so many sequences safely, understood pain and despair, experienced lies and betrayal, and had nothing to hurt herself after facing her teammates on the same boat.

But now, Harley touched her cheek, and she didn't know when tears had fallen from it.

The reason why I have been traveling is because I can't find a home.

After a long time, Harley gripped the ring on her chest, covered it with a turquoise sheen.

The surrounding rooms suddenly collapsed and collapsed like foam, turning into a cloud of snow.

It is the combination of the legendary resurrection stone on this black gemstone ring and the energy of "love" in the room of the Department of Mysteries that creates this direct mind, as if to recall the real illusion of the dead from the underworld.

And now, the Resurrection Stone is suppressed and isolated by the Archangel-level person, and the illusion naturally has a loophole, and it is quietly shattered under Harley's power.

"Goodbye." Harley whispered, reaching out to catch the last of the foam that had fallen from Jaime and Lily's images as they shattered.

They never said anything from beginning to end, except for the first call, just smiling at their children all the time.

The familiar and unfamiliar room vanished, leaving only darkness, but it was not cold at all, but warm.

Harley took a soft breath and turned to the door, without the slightest hint of nostalgia.

When she walked out of the room, the iron door automatically restored, as if nothing had happened.

Harley raised her hand, and a thin roll of parchment appeared in her hand.

"Naming: The Room of Love"

"Characteristics: Contains a huge energy called 'love', does not know the true arrangement of its interior, the researcher will feel warm after entering, and see false illusions, which may include family, hobbies, desires, and many other people or things that can be associated with the word 'love'. Albus Dumbledore spoke highly of the room, but refused to enter it himself, even expressing his fears. ”

"Warning: The room is extremely dangerous, and more than ninety-five percent of the silent people have died, and the death of the silent people manifests as indulging in visions and not wanting to wake up."

"Hint: 1. A small number of awakened silent people say that fantasy has the ability to deceive people. For example, when a deceased parent emerges, they will beg their children to stay, tempting people to indulge in it.

"Second, the operating principle has not yet been studied, and it is speculated that it is the negative impact caused by the stone arch of the adjacent death hall, and the two have a certain similarity."

"The location of the three and two halls cannot be transferred, the Hall of Death exists because of the stone arch, and the Hall of Love exists because of this room that already exists."

"Suggestion: Use magic for mothballing, lag research; Other silent people or visitors are warned not to enter the hall to avoid increasing the death toll. ”

"There are no silent people for the time being, and a list of the deaths of silent people is attached."

Underneath the parchment, which records the "Hall of Love", are three full parchments with a large number of lists of silent sacrifices written on them.

Harley shook her head, and the invisible spider silk shoved the parchment back into the office of the Director of the Department of Mysteries.

She turned her head to look at the door again and waved her wand lightly.

The iron lock behind the door automatically flew up, completely locking the door, and the big lock was heavily buckled.

"Goodbye." Harley whispered, and then walked towards the living room without hesitation.

She didn't dare use the mirror to shuttle here, the ghost knew what she would be into.

Maybe you just plunge headlong into which essentia and then stick to your original face? That's a lot of fun.

Hallie's figure disappeared behind the iron door leading to the living room, the candles extinguished, and the room became dark again.

The marks of the witch's path had disappeared into the door, except for the occasional eye growing out of the door, which then disappeared automatically after looking around.

The Hall of Death, behind a stone arch.

Bedou Peverell was still sitting in front of the window, rubbing his brow and looking confused.

I obviously felt the approach of the target, why did the target shake around and run again? Leave this to me!

He sighed and touched his robe.

The flesh-and-blood robe was burning with catastrophic fire, and in just a month and a half, one-fifth of the robe had been burned.

"Damn, is the doppelganger of Sequence 2 still too reluctant to resist the power of essentia after all?"

For the first time, regret appeared in his eyes, and for the first time, he found that he seemed to underestimate the rules, and he also underestimated his father.

"Hopefully, it's still too late."

A piece of parchment appeared in Bidou's fingertips, wrapped in the magical power of the contract.

These two bright red words on the parchment: "Harley Potter".

When the parchment appeared, Calamity City seemed to sense something.

The bone monster, which was still bleeding from the street, stopped at the same time, and its empty eyes looked at the place where Bidou was sitting.

In the distance, where the naked eye could not see, there were countless blocks of all kinds of monsters that also cast their eyes on this place.

"I must enjoy this dish myself, but I can't let you eat it." The irritability in Peter's eyes had vanished, and he was smiling again.

Rules shroud the parchment, insulating it.

After losing their target, the monsters immediately lowered their heads again and began to walk in an orderly and quiet manner, enveloping the entire city in an eerie atmosphere.

…………

The post-Christmas semester has always been hurried and stressful, as final exams are approaching.

When Professor McGonagall placed a magic sign in the last row of the Transfiguration classroom, it showed the distance. When there were 60 days left in the exam, all the students subconsciously panicked.

And when Professor McGonagall handed out the career brochure to the students and began interviewing them one by one to consult them about their career plans, many of them realized that something was wrong.

The sorting hat looked like yesterday when I entered the school, but now I've walked almost five-sevenths of the way.

As for planning...... Most people can be said to have no plan at all, so they are even more panicked.

Hermione was full of confidence, and directly told Professor McGonagall that she was ready to attack the position of Minister of Magic.

This left Professor McGonagall speechless for a long time, and finally just waved her hand, indicating that Professor Slughorn might be able to help Hermione more.

After Hermione left the office, it was Harley's turn.

Watching Hallie walk in, Professor McGonagall put aside all the advertisements on the table:

"Hallie, stop talking about careers, I'm going to talk to you about this Transfiguration article of yours."

“？” Hallie tilted her head and blinked, "Professor McGonagall, are you sure you don't discuss careers?" ”

"Is there a need for discussion?" Professor McGonagall pulled out a thick stack of parchment paper from a drawer.

"You're now the ambassador of the Ministry of Magic, if you go directly to the Ministry of Magic, which department wouldn't welcome you?"

"But I don't think you need to go to the Ministry of Magic, after all, it's a waste of all your talents."

"Personally, I would prefer you to concentrate on Transfiguration, and I think the International Transfiguration Association would be happy to make you an honorary member and give you regular grants."

"It would be better if you could take over my role as Professor of Transfiguration."

Hallie blinked, Professor McGonagall had come to dig into the wall?

Professor Flitwick hinted at himself when he taught himself duels that he hoped that Hallie would succeed him as Professor of Charms.

And now Professor McGonagall is here?

"But the professor ...... I want to be the Headmaster of Hogwarts. ”

Dumbledore, who was drinking tea in the Headmaster's office, squirted honey tea out of his mouth, but he didn't care, just stared at the silverware in front of him.

Good fellow, I'm still an old man, and you want to be the Headmaster of Hogwarts?

That's a ...... That's great!

Voldemort is dead, his mistakes have been solved, and Dumbledore has long wanted to live a retired life!

Professor McGonagall coughed and nodded, "It's a good thing to have this kind of goal, and I think Albus will be very happy as well." ”

"But the last few headmasters, like Dumbledore, have been the headmasters who first became Transfiguration professors and then took over."

"So let's talk about Transfiguration."

Professor McGonagall spread the parchment on the table and pointed to the passage on it, "Let's talk about your point. ”

Hallie took a look, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

It was the occult knowledge related to the curse transformation ability of the Silent Disciple of the Prisoner Path Sequence 3 that he had recovered in his spare time.

Since it is used in battle, it has a lot of damage to the body.

In the world of the sequential pathway, the first priority when fighting is to survive, and even the most serious negative path is acceptable if necessary, and an extraordinary ability with a mutilating effect on the body is simply too common here.

However, the dominant transfiguration concept in the wizarding world denounces this idea as sorcery, not black magic, but more evil than black magic.

Generally speaking, only those who study Transfiguration to the point of obsession or even madness will study these things.

Professor McGonagall has always hated this notion and considered it unacceptable to destruct the body.

So after sorting out this article by myself, I'm obviously only going to collect it privately.

It occurred to Hallie that she seemed to have mixed this thing with last week's paper.

At that time, he was still planning to invade the Department of Mysteries, so his homework was handed in by someone else.

Presumably, the person who handed in the homework did not look at it carefully, and after making sure that the first and last parchments were correct, they handed in all the parchments.

"Miss Potter, I want to ask why you have this idea of transfiguration?" Professor McGonagall had a smile on her face, and Harley leaned back subconsciously.

Outside the door, many Gryffindor students were chatting about their future career aspirations.

Suddenly, the office door opened, and Harley rushed out.

At the same time, there was a roar from behind, which resounded throughout the floor: "You are pure blasphemy! There is no Transfiguration Soul! ”

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…… (End of chapter)